[he beams at her and clasps his hands together as she takes a bite of the cake he worked so hard at. It's quite dense, but tasty, and the layer of jam has been generously applied. He won't be winning any contests any time soon, but he's shaping up to be a competent baker.]
I see! Well, I do hope you enjoy it, PM. I saved a bit just for you, because you were the one who suggested I attend the class! And to thank you again for all you've done to help me acclimate to life in this mostly-civilized prison.
[as he talks, he lifts the lid off of his box again, and carefully takes out his top hat, which he sets on his head after lowering his hood.]